'Just what have you been controlling all this time?'
The question remained lodged in Selenne's mind while the examination continued.
Three manifestations moved around Lucavion according to the formation's instructions, each one holding its position while artificial currents crossed the chamber at irregular intervals. Several minutes earlier, every shift in that surrounding mana had demanded an immediate response from him. His hands had tightened whenever a structure bent, his breathing had followed the rhythm of his corrections, and the strain passing through his core had eventually become visible even to those who lacked the senses to follow mana directly.
Now the same currents reached him and found something different.
